Dear Nan:

Yes, I remember the running, yes. So now you are not running, you are digging yourself into a hole. Now, why did I write this last sentence (it came spontaneously)- wonder if there is truth to it…

Maybe you are not longer running out there but have been running in circles, digging a deeper and deeper hole. Here I wrote it again (this is becoming a free-association kind of post, hope you are bearing with me).

I took a moment and I am committed to this image I just described, the running in circles, smaller and smaller and this way having dug a hole for yourself. You are in that hole looking up and from there R-2 seems like a formidable figure, bigger than life, scary. And from that hole you imagine that you have so much power over these two men, that you are capable, by ending this marriage, to destroy both their lives.

While in reality, you are little Nan in the hole, little to no power over these two men.

anita